Guest Poems

I'M BORED

I’M REALLY BORED, YOU CAN PROBABLY TELL,
BECAUSE I KEEP ON MAKING UP VERSES,
THE WEATHER IS GRIM, I FEEL THE SAME,
AND I KEEP MOUTHING LOTS OF CURSES.
I MOAN ABOUT THE WEATHER,
AND ABOUT THE TERRIBLE NEWS,
I GRUMBLE ABOUT THE STATE OF MY FEET,
AND THE LACK OF COMFORTABLE SHOES!
I CAN’T BEAR TO LOOK IN THE MIRROR,
IS THAT THING IN THERE REALLY ME?
I MUST ADMIT I NOW FEEL EVEN WORSE,
SO I’LL MAKE A CUP OF TEA!!
(CAPPUCINO DID NOT RHYME

Name: PAM HARMAN
Email: JOHN.HARMAN50@NTLWORLD.COM

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